A Fathers Love

She came to me this dark sad day, wanting to go but ordered to stay. Locked behind these cold metal bars. I long for the day to count the stars For I can no longer walk these lands For ending the life of another, by my own to hands. From his body the blood did spill. From lapse of judgment I proceeded to kill. This crime will haunt me so. To the land of death and shadow I shall surely go... For this my seventh year, his eyes I keep seeing in my dreams. For un forgiveness the thing I fear. Living alone inside my cell, I pray to the lord God to save me from the fierier Pitts of hell. I remember the day I took the life of another; being only eighteen I received the rage in the eyes of his mother. They say murder is an unforgivable sin. If I could go back in time I would do it again... For the courts allowed him to go, no punishment for abusing my only child. After the judgment I grew wild. Vengeance had completely overtaken me. Blood was the only thing I could see. Each and every night while I lied in bed, to kill that man was the only thing in my head. I was ordered by the courts not to talk to him and to stay away. I go to visit my son's grave; my blood boils hotter each and every day. I know now what is needed to be done. I decided to go to the pawn and buy myself a handgun. Now these uniformed men have handcuffed me and are leading me down a dark hall. Each footstep as loud as a thunderclap at each fall. The priest that walks beside me is telling me to ask forgiveness and the lord God shall set me free. For now I am strapped to this stainless steel table. Placing a needle in my arm, moving I am unable. Then I hear a whisper from above, my child I have forgiven you. You have received a father’s love. For those who dream.